"Play with yourself Cynthia." I've never done that in front of anyone." Then it's time you found out how much pleasure there is to be found in doing j...ust that." George gently guided her hands to her bald cunt. He rubbed her hands over her labia and she quickly took over. Jack's wife was masturbating in front of another man. George was crouching slightly behind her and then the head of his prick appear between her thighs. He was rubbing the length of her cunt. She started to buck her hips as he. ’ He covered her with his body, bracing himself on his forearms as he took her lips again, taking the time to work to her to a fever with his lips and tongue. He slowly cruised her body with his mouth, sucking and nipping his way down her torso and back up again. He drew the lacy cups of her bra down before continuing his exploration, sucking, lapping and nipping at each breast before drawing it into the warm, wet recesses of his mouth. He was killing her. She was going to die a slow death from. The clock in the bottom corner of her view told her it was time to go. She put her bowl and spoon in the dishwasher and looked around at the apartment’s front room. The walls were bare for her, as she hadn’t bothered to call up any decorations for them this morning. She thought about projecting a quick video cast of the news for herself, but there wasn’t time. She opened the door and stepped out into the morning light, letting the door shut behind her. Her first class in the morning was a. M. Then a rather evil plan came to mind and the object of that plan walked through my door at that very moment.“Sugar?” Cinnamon said as she came in. “I got some bad news.” My plan kind of flew out the window.“What is it?”“Georgia McFearin didn’t work at Allied—at least not recently,” she said.“What? Grover said that’s why she came out here to Seattle.”“Well, it was, I guess.” Cinnamon was looking at her notes but I could tell she was just trying to look diligent. “HR won’t give out more than.